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My 7th Hero Summoning Brought Me Home To Fight The System?!

A hero summoning. To anyone aware of the term, it is a fairly straightforward deal. Get summoned, learn that now you are a hero of some sort, defeat the Big Bad Evil Guy, and save the day. All of that for the sake of returning home and living a peaceful life. If you are lucky, you might keep some of your abilities after going back, if not, you are at least left with an appreciation for the kind and peaceful world of today. But what if, once everything is said and done, rather than going back home... You are sent to save yet another world? And then another? And then again, and again and again... What if, after six entire lifetimes, when you grew accustomed to your new, bleak reality of ever-increasing hardship and challenges... You were to return home? And could you really say you've returned... or was it your home world that summoned you back? And what's with the system making its appearance now, six lifetimes after it should appear? *** 1 chapter per day (will try to upload them sometime around daily reset, either before or after it :3 25 Power stones - 1 bonus chapter a the next week 50 Power stones - 2 bonus chapters a next week 75 Power stones - 3 bonus chapters in the next week Up to 20 reviews, every 2 reviews - a bonus chapter (in other words, up to 10 chapters that I will try to do within a week, but might take up to two.) Genre/info/basic lore drop in pinned Author's review

MotivatedSloth · Urban
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Breaking the reality from a tent erected in the middle of a city

"Okay, the streets are clean," Leo reported before turning over to where the palace servants pitched a massive tent. 

It was one question on how they managed to complete such an out-of-ass assignment so quickly… It was an entirely different question, just where the hell did they take the materials and parts to create such a tent? 

'Was a big tent like this just… stored away somewhere in the palace, or did they just make it on the spot with what they had on hand?' Leo thought, grasping the material between his fingers for a second as he analyzed the situation. 'Well, either way,' he sighed, 'I will have to get them properly compensated for their efforts.'

Sometimes, the role of the one in charge of other people wasn't to tell them how to do their job. It was a fact Leo recognized, fully removing himself from the process of pitching this huge tent out of nowhere and in the middle of a now emptied-out street.